I rely on solving the case to attack the king of hell

Mo Qiaoran was dazed and mentally weak. Although Xie Zaiyue and the others were in a hurry, they saw that he began to answer irrelevant questions and lost his mind repeatedly, so they decided to postpone the questioning for one night and ask questions tomorrow.

Leaving Lao Liu to watch at the Mo Mansion, the rest of the people took advantage of the night to return to Dali Temple.

As soon as he arrived at Dali Temple, Song Liuguang's throat suddenly healed, and he was the little prince who roared so loudly in the past.

He immediately yelled at Zhao Xi: "You are a member of the Criminal Department, why did you follow us back to Dali Temple?"

Zhao Xi was expressionless, and said seriously: "Master Zhang ordered me to help Dali Temple these few days, so I naturally want to go back to Dali Temple."

Song Liuguang squinted at him: "Who knows what you have in mind, maybe you are an undercover agent who came to spy on the secrets of Dali Temple."

At this moment, Yan Han turned his head and glanced at them, showing a playful smile, then pulled Xie Zaiyue up and left.

Xie Zaiyue went in without knowing it, thinking of Mr. Yan's lively performance last night, he whispered nervously: "What, what are you going to do?"

Yan Han's eyes sparkled, and he stared at Xie Zaiyue: "Of course lovers do their own happy things."

Xie Zaiyue was bewildered by the beauty, her heart trembled, her imagination was boundless, and she chewed Yan Han's words over and over again.

After thinking about it like this, I suddenly felt something was wrong: "Master Yan, did you just say 'each'?'"

Yan Han looked meaningfully at Song Liuguang and Zhao Xi who were bickering, and nodded lightly: "I think they seem to have a relationship, whether they can achieve a positive result depends on luck."

Xie Zaiyue glanced at the two people behind him in amazement, and saw that they were similar in stature, appearance, and temperament, and they were a good couple, so she couldn't help but sighed: "I hope our lord can take care of this, and don't come out to harm others in the future. "

Yan Han moved Xie Zaiyue's shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and said softly: "Zaiyue, there is nothing to do tonight, the long night is lonely, why don't you... care about me first?"

Duan Qiankun, who was sweating profusely before she woke up, rushed forward, approached, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty! You have to go back to the underworld! Hengbo her...she..."

Yan Han's heart moved, he understood the changes in the extremely cold place, he said to Xie Zaiyue solemnly: "I will go back to the underworld, I will be back tomorrow morning, don't go anywhere tonight."

Still not at ease, he took off the hairpin from his head and put it in Xie Zaiyue's hands: "I will attach part of my spiritual consciousness to this hairpin, if you are in danger, just call my name, and I will know. "

Xie Zaiyue saw Yan Han's appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he couldn't help but wonder, "What's the matter?"

Yan Han's face sank like water, and he said lightly, "He... has appeared."

Xie Zaiyue couldn't figure out who he was, and was about to ask again, when Duan Qiankun over there had already cast a spell, and quickly disappeared into the halo together with Yan Han.

Not far away, Song Liuguang and Zhao Xi were arguing, completely oblivious to the golden light flashing in the courtyard, and Master Yan disappeared out of thin air.

Xie Zaiyue was puzzled, and still stood in place holding the hairpin.

I don't know what material the hairpin is made of, the texture is smooth and delicate, the whole body is white and flawless, it is cold but not biting to the touch.There is a plum blossom engraved on the hairpin, usually pinned on Yan Han's black hair like a waterfall, just like a white plum blooming on the branch, elegant and dusty.

Xie Zaiyue held the hairpin as if Yan Han was still by her side, couldn't help smiling, and then walked towards the bedroom.

As soon as the door was opened, Wang Wang was actually sitting on the table.The little white tiger looked at him with a fierce look in his eyes.

Xie Zaiyue replied in surprise and joy: "Where did you go today?"

Wangwang pricked up his ears, wagged his tail, and said majesticly, "He's killing people."

Xie Zaiyue naturally didn't believe it, sat down at the table with a smile, and said, "Oh? Who did you kill?"

Wang Wang squinted at him and said, "Don't worry about it, I'll just ask you, did you and Yan Han get mixed up?"

Xie Zaiyue has always regarded Wangwang as half a friend and half a pet. When she saw the big, round, fluffy cat angry, she only felt cute in her heart, and immediately reached out and wanted to hug it into her arms.

But before he touched a single hair, Wangwang suddenly knocked his hand away with his claws, and said viciously: "You smell like Yan Han, don't touch me."

Xie Zaiyue clapped her hands in pain, secretly thinking that the pet has grown so big that the owner can't help it, and she won't even be allowed to touch it, so she will go to the market to buy a kitten to raise.

Seeing that Xie Zaiyue didn't refute, Wangwang suddenly became evil, and said sternly, "Did he really touch you?"

Xie Zaiyue rubbed his hands, puzzled and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you! You, you've always been like this!" Wangwang said with aggrieved and angry tone, "I've been trying to find a way to restore my mana, why didn't you wait for me!"

Xie Zaiyue was even more confused now, could it be that he had something to do with a fat cat in the past?After thinking about it, he asked, "Wangwang, did someone bully you outside? Or was it dumped by the little cat?"

Wangwang remained silent, still looking at him coldly.

Xie Zaiyue said again: "Could it be that we knew each other before?"

In Wangwang's blood-stained eyes, a trace of warmth suddenly flashed, and he whispered: "Do you know who I am?"

Xie Zaiyue frowned at him.

Wangwang also stared at Xie Zaiyue for a moment, his gaze was hot and mysterious, and after an unknown period of time, he said like a dream: "You haven't called me by my name for a long time... These days, my mana is almost all gone. Lost, dare not show up, can only look like this, stay by your side, I..."

The taboo name was swallowed back by Wangwang. He covered Xie Zaiyue's eyes with his fluffy paws, and said bewitchingly: "Zaiyue, close your eyes and open them again, and you will be able to see what you want to see. people."

Sure enough, Xie Zaiyue slowly closed his eyes as he said, and then fell into a dream, his body floated, as if he was bathed in a hot spring, and the warm current lifted him in mid-air.

"Zaiyue, look who I am."

The hands covering his eyes loosened, and at the same time, a pair of young hands supported his waist.

The other party's smell was cold and familiar, and his tone was extremely gentle. Xie Zaiyue's heart moved, and he suddenly opened his eyes. Standing in front of him was his junior brother Lian Fei.

Xie Zaiyue was pleasantly surprised and surprised: "Lian Fei! Where have you been?"

Lian Fei saw that Xie Zaiyue's eyes were full of joy and only his own figure was in his eyes, his heart was suffocated, and he stopped suddenly, Xie Zaiyue got closer to him.

"Miss me?" Lian Fei looked at Xie Zaiyue intently, with a pair of different pupils shining with a different light.

Stared at by those jewel-like eyes, Xie Zaiyue felt like he was floating again, and his tone and movements seemed to be manipulated by others, not under his control.

It's like the soul is stripped, suspended in mid-air, watching the body|body perform.

He heard his flesh | body say in a gentle and sweet voice: "Lian Fei, I miss you, I miss you every day."

He saw Lian Fei smiling, but there was cruelty and sadness in his eyes.

Lian Fei was fascinated, caressed his cheek, and said: "Why don't I? I have been thinking about you since a long time ago, and I want to lock you up in my cave for eternity."

This kind of Lian Fei was scary, dangerous, and breathtaking. Xie Zaiyue felt strange and familiar, and always felt that something irreversible was about to happen.He wanted to wake up, but it was like he was desperately looking for a way out in a nightmare, screaming silently, struggling weakly.

Lian Fei lowered his eyes, tremblingly looking for Xie Zaiyue's lips, in his coquettish different pupils, under the cruel and evil mood, there was an emotion called tenderness and cherishment secretly flowing.

But Xie Zaiyue didn't have time to study this carefully, he couldn't see Lian Fei's love and tenderness, he only felt angry and anxious, he was sweating profusely, and silently recited Yan Han's name over and over again.

At this moment, Xie Zaiyue's chest suddenly burst into light, this strong light was so intense that Lian Fei couldn't open his eyes, his mana was eroded little by little, but he refused to let go, and still hugged Xie Zaiyue tightly.

But his mana had only recovered [-]%, how could Yan Han, who had fully recovered his cultivation base, couldn't breathe, let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and finally left with hatred.

Xie Zaiyue was trapped by Lian Fei's spell, and her soul was weak. At this time, she was shocked by the magic power released by Yan Han's hairpin, and she fainted.

The golden light seemed to be conscious, immediately supported him, and then moved steadily to the side of the bed, placing the person he was embracing on the bed.The golden light lingered, still surrounding Xie Zaiyue.

Xie Zaiyue later found out that this hairpin did not inherit part of Yan Han's spiritual knowledge, but [-]% of Yan Han's mana.[-]% of Yama's mana is enough to shake the sky and earth, but he used [-]% of it to protect Xie Zaiyue.

When Xie Zaiyue opened his eyes again, there were already people coming and going outside the door, and it was very noisy.Some people called friends to have breakfast, some swept the yard and said that it snowed heavily last night, some worked overtime all night before returning to their room with a yawn.

A day in Dali Temple often begins with such a lively start.

Xie Zaiyue stretched out on the bed, thinking whether to eat steamed buns, deep-fried dough sticks, or steamed buns and deep-fried dough sticks, hugging and hugging her left and right. She was hungry, but she saw that she was wearing a coat and her hair was still in a bun. Thinking about everything from last night, it seemed that there was nothing special except seeing Wangwang. It was probably due to overwork and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

He rubbed his head and stopped thinking about it.

Just about to get up, he suddenly remembered something, took out Yan Han's hairpin and played with it for a while, then put it back to his chest happily.